Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
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I counted this ring a week round on my ring finger ,because they do not want to be accused of the kind or get a series of strange questions from Acha and other friends who when asked already like a gossip show reporter who mostly added the spice flavoring nyinyiran, which is very interesting,how nice I make this ring as a pendant hanging on my neck I want to sell it for my capital to buy a lottery number...
drrtt....
drrtt...
I glanced at my phone and let it not intend to lift, just seeing its name my mood had immediately fallen into the core of the earth.
" sal...angkat tuh...!!hp loe noisy...!!" said Acha who was cool to paint vague eyebrows in the style of Korean artists who became his qibla.
" poly...!!" in short, then re-wrapped candy shaped one of the human gestures.
drrtt....
drrt.....
Acha who was disturbed glanced at my phone I put on the table, my God dragon...!!!I forget that what is done om om it is a WhatsApp call automatically the photo will appear and Acha see that let alone the contact I wrote "Om Zaky" what will later be thought Acha, Acha,he will think that I am the good girl who upholds self-esteem is a mistress om om om, as is now rife in the talk.
" cie elah..wit.wiww...cowok cool tuh..."
I grabbed the phone and hid it in my hand .
" seriously ..ganteng you know...who the hell ??" ask her a question
" that loe's eyebrows really rich Shinchan aja.." I tried to divert the conversation.
" no way!!! ngadi ngadi loe...oh.so that's right now you want to maen secret secret nih..." Acha narrowed her eyes..
" that's not Cha...loe will not understand, I'm afraid I'm not going to believe you.." I'm confused how to tell if I'm the wife of the om om this.
" when have you doubted my beliefs??it feels whatever the talk of loe I imani. even though it is misleading, you invite me to the ravine under the pretext of solidarity I follow.." he explained fiery.
" pukk.." I'm annoyed to pat her thigh.
" so sadistic said Loe..."
" ill be*go...."
indeed what Acha said is true , wherever, wherever, whenever and whatever it is , Acha and I are always one way like a baby and ari arinya.i black she's black I'm white she's white...,it's hard to express to Acha but can't friends share???I'm just afraid Acha kecantol the good looks of this one sugar Daddy ..eh. means my future husband is time yes have to share too...BIG OGAH'S....
" okay Cha..gue will tell the story of a beautiful girl who languished.." I took a deep breath.
" lebay loe ahhh...boy girl installments mean L..??" Acha shook my head lightly, I chuckled
Acha of course frowned not understanding "the pain of this child must be taken to this animal Hospital.." he murmured.
Om Zaky
lift up..!!!
Subhanallah..this is the person , mother and father nemu where the hell this kind of person, fortunately handsome askew ga shy lah if brought to fame but still his age is far adrift with me ,it's just that until now I'm still amazed by the reason for marrying me, physically it's impossible for him to be difficult to get any woman even in the class of Raisa ......make iler difficult to control.., in material terms well.no shortage but also not the son of the richest CEO of the universe, just that his family has a large farmland ,in rank he is also a number of wahid in his village, that's what loh.kalo all the camat in Indonesia it seems like a full subdistrict of the same woman who makes KTP....it's just that one that makes me rethink this relationship attitude that has invaded all my life, getting a husband om complete package with rules that dizzying head, hate guts, get a husband om a complete package,don't let me be only 18 years old in this world .
he called me, before lifting it, it would be nice to take a breath and throw it away a few times, really without further ado he immediately gave all the rules that are similar to those who are reading the opening of UUD 45 , ' he said ,his word was absolutely executed by me, huffttt....!!!not married just he has given a lot of rules especially later, fix I waved at the camera.
every day I have to report all my activities without exception what I eat, how my school is, how my day is as happy as a song,"where happy here happy " and who I hang out with, the next Kim Jong UN....
" assalamualaikum...."
" ha'alaikumsalam....."
" are you deaf ???"
" yes sorry Om Salwa forgot Salwa was busy..."
" mmm..."
" your report yesterday??"
" okay, yesterday Salwa left at 06.30, rest with Acha buy fried noodles and strawberry juice, nothing special at school runs as usual, back at 13.30, salat, eat the same vegetable spinach and chicken, eat the same, continue pooph..sleep noon ,nonton,mandi,learn ,sleep at 22:00.
" today ??"
" same "
" from tomorrow from home "
" why ??"
I think that fried noodles are the most yahuud canteen mom in the whole school and I like that plus beef eye eggs, green vegetables and fried onion sprinkles let alone eaten in the stomach rumbling, and I like that, just imagining it makes my saliva go up and down the esophagus.
" i don't want to have a sick wife because most of them eat noodles and micin."
I'm not interested in arguing, it seems my patience should be fostered using urea tip tip tip again always I have to give up again.
" yes, Om...."
" okay, assalamualaikum..."
" ha'alaikumsalam..."
see...!!you see the answer, what is that expensive quota there ???I explained until the foaming mouth only answered ok and hm only, and what about his so powerful attitude.
" ihhhhhhh." I was so anxious that I clucked and stomped my feet repeatedly against an innocent wall.
just look at the behavior of this Nazi leader , cold as a snowman, whether Elsa from Arandelle who created it , I'm as a sponge washing dishes, don't forget he's also a man who doesn't have a heart,hopefully his good looks like a resident of heaven is not the result of plastic surgery if yes, Thor...!!just hang me on a tomato tree in Mr. Raden's garden....
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